David had enough respect and care to pull the sheets over Ellie's nude body. There had been the thought of taking her while she was passed out and more "cooperative", but it just wouldn't be the same to him.
He let the girl sleep for over eight hours.
When he returned, she was still out, and this is when he let his curiosity fly. Over something that he should've questioned ages ago.
He peered at the girl's right arm.
Ellie's scar was too big to easily miss, but one could skip over certain details when they were a little..distracted.
At first the man thought it was some amateur tattoo, but closer inspection told him that it was indeed scar tissue.
He wanted to believe that it was from a wild animal encounter, but it only matched. It matched the jaws of the..infected.
No way could've it have been anything else..
And with that, David's nerves were thrown into a panic.
Had she been infected this whole time? Was HE now infected? David had checked himself for symptoms multiple times within the last several hours.
The only thing that confused him was that it looked..too old to be considered "real". But it LOOKED real! No normal human teeth could do this!
As he thought more about these possible deadly health risks, the more his anger returned in him. He stood over the sleeping girl and pondered on if he should force her awake or not.
Ellie's eyes slowly opened when she felt herself feeling physically dizzy. Her greeting was David's stone face and his hand up close and touching her chin, moving her head from side to side.
He ceased when she was fully conscious.
"Rise and shine." He said.
"Don't fucking touch me." Ellie quietly growled.
"Much too late for that." The man told her and almost laughed.
Sensing her muscles tense and energy spike, David withdrew his hand in time to avoid the girl's lunge and snapping jaws.
She wasn't anyone's-
"There's something we need to talk about." David cut right to the chase.
"I don't want to hear." The girl refused.
The man's hand shot out again like a striking snake and grabbed her throat.
"Well unfortunately you have to." He whispered firmly to her face. "You don't have a choice."
Ellie's eyes sharpened on him, wishing she could shoot lasers from her eyes and melt him.
"How long have you had that little mark of yours?" The man's question almost drove a knife through the girl's anger. Her glare dropped. Then she picked up a demented smile.
"It's fresh." She fibbed.
"How fresh?" He demanded.
"Received it when we were fighting off clickers." She wove up a story.
David shook his head, "No. Not possible." He dismissed. "Had my eye on you the whole time."
Ellie bit her lip on the inside. She wanted to call bullshit, but she had no idea if this was the truth or not. The both of them were shooting infected. For all she knew, he could've stayed ten steps away from her the whole time.
"WHEN did you get it?!" He rose his voice with thin patience.
"Why? You afraid you'll die soon?" The girl taunted. It almost encouraged David to take another swing at her.
"You feel sick at all?" He questioned, trying to find any possible symptoms.
"Maybe. Or maybe it's just from all the shit you did to me. Hard to tell." Ellie sneered.
"Yeah? Maybe I should dirty the bed and wall up with your brain matter right here." He threatened.
"Go ahead." The girl surprisingly challenged. David's eyes widened slightly.
"Yeahhh.. And let your sick buddy out there die horribly. That's what the antibiotics I gave you are for, right?" David finally hit her where it hurt.
Ellie's smile evaporated and her face returned to expressionless.
"How's this; You keep doing as I say, and I won't have my men go out looking for them? You cooperate and I don't tell them to slaughter whatever helpless person they find. Sound fair?" David had taken back the reins of full control. He knew the girl's tether to this particular person kept her in line.
The girl stared at him for a minute and then finally spoke, "I fucking hate you."
"Heh. And I'd be lying my ass off if I said that the feelings were mutual." David told her. "Now spill it."
Ellie drew in a breath. "Long time ago."
David's eyes broadened even more this time. He seemed to know that she was telling the true this time.
"From an infected?" He questioned again, bewildered.
"Yes!" She repeated.
"By God.." The man released his grip from her trachea and moved away. "You're immune, aren't you?"
Ellie stayed quiet as the man grew a crazed grin.
"I keep proving it every day.." He started again. "Every fucking day..Everything happens for a reason!"
The man paced the room several times, chortling at his astonishing discovery.
"That means you're the one that those crazy Fireflies have been hunting for, isn't it?" He went on. "Well..they're won't be getting their special person."
Ellie yanked on the shackle and chain again.
"I have a better way of saving humanity." The man grumbled to himself before returning to the young girl.
"But that's for some other time. Now..how about something to eat?" He offered.
Ellie turned her head away.
"No refusals." David said. "Not having my special girl endanger herself."
"I'm NOT YOUR GIRL!" She hollered.
Wasn't anyone's pet!
"Keep telling yourself that." The man said before leaving her again.